Chapter One of Small Words

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Outside is dull, the colors fade every time I stare. The dead leaves are crinkled up to look like flat walnuts. I step in the squishy dirt and run down to the training center. On my way down I see big banners printing CAPITOL in bold letters.

"Why are they here?" I whisper to myself.

I start to run to an old diner. Capitol citizens are everywhere, cheering. It makes me sick to even see there bright, un natural colored eyes. They clink champagne glasses together and announce news I haven't even remembered.

The game where Glimmer viciously died in. The reaping is tommorow.

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